a servant
of my own inner evictions
the tenant
of the superintendent of my soul;
I say a prayer for the least
not believing that I might be
just this-

notes… sometimes I neglect this and let you think for yourself… and you should… but the second line is something I do on purpose (or my mind does) that takes an “expected” and makes it something else, so to me it calls two things at once, usually the phrase would be “inner convictions” so I wanted to turn that over internally… because we are all the wardens of our own prisons, truly, but where does the freedom come in… there is always boundaries… but where and when… I don’t have it all figured out, but that is what I want you to think about (and other things, but that was just the first two lines)…